his morning my 3-year-old son walked up to me while I was doing my post-shower morning ritual at the bathroom sink.
Son: “Daddy, would you please raze me?”
So, very lightly, I gave my razor one pass first down his right cheek, than his left.
He looked in the morror next to me, hands on his cheeks and a big smile on his face, “There, that’s better. Now I’m smooth.”
Kids are so easy to love.
-Dork Dad.
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